Three Line Tales: Fiction – Perpetual Hunger #amwritingfiction #3LineTales


Thanks to Sonya of Only 300 Words for hosting #3LineTales.


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Lilly was 18-years old and despite turning a year older, hated she wasn’t able to leave their house on the lake for a city university, not the prep-college in town; Lilly’s family had for generations owned a winery near her current university in Napa. After a dull birthday party she swung to-and-fro on her treasured porch swing, and scowled at the lake — her charcoaled eyes brimming tears; Lilly wondered how much criticism she’d have to endure until she could attend any university she desired in Fall. She had achieved the SAT grades for a scholarship far from the winery and her Aunt’s persistent nagging and constant mention of Lilly’s waistline; she longed for the days could attend school far north in Canada without perpetual hunger.


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B&P Shadorma & Beyond: Poetry – Shadorma/Acrostic – “Moon Tides” #amwriting #poetry


Thanks to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting this prompt. Today’s focus is in the acrostic form of poetry with the Shadorma

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Credit: MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie

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Such madness

Unfolds when the moon, 

Sits giant,

Orb shining. 

But tonight he’s a wane crescent. 

Madness tame. 

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Matters not, 

All moons wax quickly, 

Desperate song, 

Not hidden. 

Endless men, tricksters howling, 

Sending out —

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Signs of blood, 

Unconscious filled, 

Nattering, 

Teeth grating. 

Amulets of their hearts throbbing

Mystical tides pull. 

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Endless ins

Demonstrative outs. 

Water brings, 

Water it takes.

Moon’s pull on sailors can’t be —

Helped, when madness roams. 

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Morning comes;

Vessel sinks into the —

Water’s depth called.

Aimless men, 

Know not of the night only it’s —

Consequences.

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.